Fantasy Game: Infinite City

Chapter 513 The Polluted City (7)

Although Juan was old, in his fifties, close to sixty, and not thin, he was still very strong. At least for people of his age, Juan's physical strength was more like that of a mid-forties person. So soon after the gunshots, Juan chased after him. He soon came to the stairwell and saw Adenauer hiding behind the door and observing the inside of the cell block. The door of the stairwell was still closed, and the gun that Adenauer took from Juan was not in his hand, but stuck in his waist. So the gunshots just now seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"Shh..."

When Adenauer turned around and saw Juan, he immediately made a gesture for silence. He took out Juan's 1911 and gave it back to Juan. Then he made a police tactical gesture, signaling Juan to keep quiet, and glanced at the glass on the door, meaning to let Juan see the situation inside for himself.

Although Juan was puzzled, he knew something was not right, so he temporarily followed Adenauer's gesture and hid by the door. Looking inside through the glass on the door, Juan discovered a strange scene.

The three police officers who had stayed downstairs were shooting at the prisoners in the cells. The cells were not big to begin with, and the other prisoners were restrained by handcuffs and shackles and could not fight back at all. Although not all the cells could be seen from this position, judging from the pool of blood on the ground, it was estimated that all the prisoners should have been killed.

Juan didn't know these policemen, so he wasn't familiar with them, but even if they were unfamiliar, even if the police knew a prisoner and had a grudge against him, they wouldn't just shoot him, especially in their own police station. There seemed to be something wrong with these three policemen.

"Bang! Boom!"

However, not long after, it seemed that all the prisoners in the cell were dead, and the three police officers temporarily stopped firing and staggered in the corridor of the cell area. This way of walking would only appear in drunkards or drug addicts who were sick, and it would never appear in the three police officers.

The angle visible through the glass on the stairwell door was limited, so Juan could not see their faces. Just as Juan tried to change the direction of his observation to see if he could see the faces of the three police officers, someone suddenly fired three shots from a position in the cell area that they could not see, hitting the three police officers.

"Fuck it!! What the hell are you guys crazy for?!"

"Bang! Boom!"

The man who knocked down the three policemen walked up to them and shot them several more times, but for normal people, the gunshot wounds that should have been fatal only caused the three policemen to lose their ability to move. They were still crawling on the ground. So the man who fired the gun picked up a police semi-automatic rifle that the three policemen had dropped on the ground and shot each of them in the head, thus killing them completely.

Since all three police officers fell face down, their chest-mounted flashlights were blocked by their own bodies. Juan could not see who fired the gun, but he was able to identify the shooter through his voice. The shooter was Javier. This guy somehow opened his handcuffs and the cell door.

It was not difficult to unlock the handcuffs. It was very easy to unlock all the prisoners, including those killed by the three police officers who suddenly went crazy. All it took was a piece of wire, a paper clip, or even a long enough thumbtack. The difficult part was opening the cell door. After all, the three police officers outside were killing people indiscriminately. Although it was not difficult to pry open the cell door, it required a certain level of mental strength to quickly open the outward keyhole.

Javier is indeed a scumbag, impulsive, irritable, and violent. But that doesn't mean he is a fool. After all, if he was really a fool, it wouldn't have taken so many police officers to catch him, and even killed and injured many police officers and detectives. Javier's abnormal mental state made him a vicious criminal, but also made him a guy with little fear, so he was able to open the cell door and escape, not just luck.

Since no one wanted to be locked up with Javier, he had to be locked up in a cell alone. Javier's cell was located at the innermost part of the cell area. Unlike other cells lined up side by side, Javier's cell was on the other side of the corridor, right behind the three police officers. Javier was really brave. He was able to escape from the cell because he took a key chain from one of the police officers, straightened the iron ring of the key chain, and poked open his handcuffs and the door of the cell. From the time he took the key chain until he opened the handcuffs, the three police officers were slaughtering the prisoners in front of him.

It is true that Javier was impulsive and irritable, but he was not stupid either. He waited until the three police officers had their backs to him and left the door of his cell before he quietly pushed open the door, picked up the pistol on the ground and fired, knocking them down.

"Now you keep pretending! Idiot! Trash!"

Javier was obviously unhappy, and even though he had killed the three policemen, he still kicked their bodies a few times. But he also had some brains and did not waste any more bullets.

When Madison came downstairs to inform them that they needed more manpower to evacuate, the prisoners also heard the news. They knew that there were only a few people in the police station, only five people in total, and Javier naturally heard it. However, he didn't know who the remaining people were. But no matter who the remaining police officers upstairs were, even if they were rookies, they couldn't have no reaction after hearing the gunshots. Javier was not a fool, and he would not be stupid enough to leave the cell block from the direction of the stairs, so he picked up the chest flashlight of one of the police officers and shone it in the direction of the cell block door, but through the window on the door, Javier saw nothing.

But this does not mean that no one heard the gunshots. They might be lying in ambush on the stairs. This was a bit passive for Javier, but it also gave him time. Javier locked the door from the inside, moved a table to block the door, dragged the body of a police officer who was similar in size to himself, stripped his police uniform off, put it on himself, put his prison uniform on him, and dragged him into his cell.

If the stairs don't work, then we have to find another way to leave here. Looking left and right, Javier saw a small window on the top of the wall. As long as he could open this small window, according to the topography of the police station, he should be able to reach the ground behind the police station from this position. It was still raining heavily outside, and there were not enough people left in the police station, so no one would think of this location.

However, this small window is sealed with screws. If you want to open it, you must first unscrew the four screws on it. This is a prison cell, so there are naturally no suitable tools. However, for Javier, this does not seem to be a problem.

Javier picked up a bullet casing from the ground and stuck it on the magazine of his police pistol, making a makeshift screwdriver. Although it was not easy to use, it was at least usable. After a minute or two, Javier finally unscrewed the first screw.

“Squeak…”

But at this moment, there was a sudden noise behind Javier, which immediately made him alert. He immediately stopped the work at hand, raised the police semi-automatic rifle hanging on his chest, and aimed it in the direction of the sound.

Javier stared nervously at the direction where the sound came from, and saw a figure slowly crawling out of the darkness pierced by the light of the chest-mounted flashlight. This figure was actually one of the prisoners who had been killed by the three police officers. The prisoner staggered, with a strange expression on his face and a low growl from his mouth, as if he was controlled by some kind of power. He staggered a few steps, but after all, the cell door was locked, and he was still blocked in the cell.

Javier frowned, and finally stopped yelling like a grumpy chatterbox. And the prisoner's condition was obviously abnormal. After all, the bullet hole in his chest was still bleeding, and he shouldn't be able to stand up anyway.

However, although the situation in front of him was very strange, after all, the guy couldn't open the door of the cell, so Javier was not going to continue wasting bullets on him. Javier returned to the bottom of the small window and continued to tighten the screws.

"Squeak..."

Not long after, the same sound was heard again behind Javier. He turned back and saw through the light of the chest-mounted flashlight that another prisoner who had been killed had climbed up from the floor. But again, they couldn't get out, so this time Javier didn't go over, but continued to unscrew the second screw.

About two or three minutes later, Javier successfully unscrewed all the screws and opened the small window. Javier hit it twice with the butt of the gun and completely removed the small window. The heavy rain was still falling outside, and there was a certain amount of water accumulated where the small window was originally located. So when the window was opened, the accumulated rain water poured all over Javier, but this time Javier did not swear, after all, he had anticipated this result before opening the window.

The opening of the small window was not big, but it was enough for Javier to climb out. However, due to the angle, it was difficult to use normal methods. If Javier wanted to leave through this position, he needed to find something to stand on. There were few furnishings inside the cell area, and the only thing that could be used as a stepping stone was the table he used to block the door. So Javier carefully raised the gun in his hand and walked over to confirm whether there was anyone ambushing at the door. If not, he would move the table over to stand on, and then escape from the police station through the small window that was opened.

Walking to the door, Javier reached out and took down the chest-mounted flashlight hanging on his clothes, and used its light to shine outside the door. As soon as the light shone out, he saw a sturdy figure holding something towards him. Javier's pupils dilated, and he instinctively wanted to dodge, but his movement to turn around was slowed down by the pool of blood and rain under his feet.

"Bang bang!!"

"what!!!"

Two gunshots echoed in Javier's ears, making them buzz. Soon, he felt a sharp pain from the arm on which he was holding the chest-mounted flashlight. He looked down and saw that his palm was pierced by a bullet, but it seemed that only one bullet hit himself and the chest-mounted flashlight. So Javier immediately endured the severe pain and raised his rifle to prepare for a counterattack.

"boom!"

"boom!!"

However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, the third gunshot rang out. Although Javier successfully pulled the trigger, a bullet hit his right shoulder where he was holding the gun, causing his right hand holding the gun to lose stability, so he failed to hit the original aiming position.

"Ping!"

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of bullets hitting metal quickly made Javier, who was lying on the ground, realize that the people outside had already blasted the door lock with a gun and were now hitting the door blocked by the table. Javier immediately dodged his original position, endured the severe pain, raised his rifle again, and fired several shots at the door from the side.

"Boom!"

After the gunshot, Javier heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground. He seemed to have killed the person behind the door, but he was not in a hurry to confirm it. After all, he didn't know how many people were outside. Moreover, the fact that the prisoners who should have been killed came back to life made Javier more vigilant.

“Ugh~~!”

“Ugh~~!”

"Boom! Boom!"

"Bang!"

But soon, Javier was faced with another problem. Perhaps because the gunfire during the exchange of fire just now was too loud, more bodies of prisoners who should have been dead stood up again. They began to violently bang on the cell doors, making a huge noise. Soon, the door of the cell with the most people was knocked open, and the bodies of the prisoners, like zombies, staggered out.